It is difficult to imagine flakes of snow this large.
The size is unreal, it seems times is making them grow.
The clustered crystals of frozen liquid make a small flicking sound.
The gobs of soft ice are flicking the window glass.
Peace fills the walls, the floor and the air inside this side of the glass.
This side of the glass, which is warmer than where the slick snowflakes flick.
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